Sunset Blue, Sunset Gold: poem by David Calhoun

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Sunset Blue, Sunset Gold

Sunset blue, sunset gold,

Are just a couple of colors it holds.

Over land, over sea, over soft green trees,

Day is coming to an end,

Though tomorrow it starts again.

Stop and give yourself some time,

Come, listen to my gentle rhyme,

Step out into a softer time.

Night is near, stars appear,

Out your window do not peer.

Come, walk outside.

Let your mind and soul

Enjoy the beauty of what I’ve told,

Sunset blue, sunset gold.

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David Calhoun is retired and lives with his wife

in Hokes Bluff, Alabama. His poems have been

published in Joyfully Wondrous, Darkly Beautiful,

and Where in the World Literary Magazine.  

June 2025 issue